Reflecting on how he and best friend Steve Wozniak met; Apple founder Steve Jobs shares of the day they first ran into one another, Jobs writes:
“I met Woz when I was 13, at a friend’s garage. He was about 18. He was, like, the first person I met who knew more electronics than I did at that point. We became good friends because we shared an interest in computers and we had a sense of humor. We pulled all kinds of pranks together.”
The takeaway is this; when we share a common love for something (an “interest, Jobs calls it) and we unite for that purpose, cause, or idea, the possibilities are simply endless. Nothing could be truer of sincere followers of Jesus Christ as was so clearly exemplified by the first-century church. No groups of people have ever faced such challenges, as did they. Persecution was commonplace, the Roman Emperor, Nero, in 64 AD launched an all-out assault on the church subjecting these believers to horrific acts of torture and death. Following after him, “a series of emperors ordered savage empire-wide persecutions of the Christians”. However, in the space of a few hundred years, this small, often brutally persecuted (then considered a cult), rose to become a dominant force reshaping the world. How? They were united, sharing a common interest – Jesus, a common desire – Jesus, a common love, and purpose from which they refused to back down from regardless of the cost – Jesus. Their mantra was the Lord’s words; “For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake and the gospel’s will save it” (Mark 8:35).
Yes, it took time, a long time – generations, but time was a non-issue for this band of committed Christians and the result was something magical, something supernatural. Against all odds the church continued to grow, the gates of hell did not prevail (see Matthew 25:18), nor will they ever.
Magical things happen when people get on the same page in life, believe in what they do and are committed to doing it together, especially when the glue that binds is Jesus Christ.
A friend through our church community group has for quite some time now asked prayer for, “ “Baby Wade”, a tiny blessing from God that got a bad start entering this world often hanging to life by a thread. Not only did she ask for prayer, she was persistent, reminding all of us in the group to pray each and every week and we did. She posted it to Facebook, and whatever other media she may take part in I’m sure. Time passed, days turned into weeks that kept rolling by, but this morning I opened up my Facebook page to see this little one’s picture and a caption that read, “Baby Wade is coming home! Thank you, Jesus!”. Was it my prayer that pulled Baby Wade through? Was it my heavenly petition that got him out of an incubator, put weight on his tiny frame, out of the hospital and into his own crib at his house and his mother’s waiting arms? No! It was a corporate act of prayer by so very many bound together, standing on common ground, with a common goal. It is indeed something supernatural.
Today, every day I stand in awe, inspired by the magic of a faith that sends prayers heavenward in full anticipation of a return on the investment. It always pays huge dividends so grab a hand, write a post, get others involved in your prayer needs. There is immeasurable power in the unified prayers of God’s people.